Poem – Morning purple sky

Morning purple sky
becomes a thick icy
fog consuming the
landscape until
the only path,
the only way forward
is through the white veil
with eyes closed and
the future in my hands.


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Fog in the distance

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Snowy field

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Touching the snowbank

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Icy fog creeping in

7 comments

          1. Yes I believe there is a God you just have to look around you , the miracles that surrounds from a tiny bud to a human baby or any baby, and so it goes on! 😉

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